| PerhapsLove :
Dumb, Uneducated Toad |
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| City |
Cape Haze Florida |
| Area |
United States |
| Ethnicity |
Caucasian |
| Sign |
Cancer |
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Height | 6' 0" (183 cm)
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| I am Seeking a |
Woman
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Who is Looking
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Long Term |
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| Smoker? |
No |
| Do you drink? |
Socially |
| Marital Status |
Divorced |
| Profession |
Former Dashing White Knight |
| Smarts |
Masters degree |
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| Do you want children? |
Does not want children |
| Do you do drugs? |
No |
| Do you have children? |
Yes |
| Do you have a car? |
Yes |
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| | About Me |
| | Oh My Gosh! What can I say? Well, how about:
Once upon a time
- there was a dumb, boring, uneducated slob
- fat, bald, homely and completely without manners
He was so bad even the rest of the frogs left him to his own lily pad
Then one day along came a lovely princess - right here on the little old internet
She held the frog and kissed him
And
Lo and Behold
He became a six-foot, 67-year-old prince - kinda smart, kinda neat, drug free, a few pounds overweight and just a general nice guy...
And,
Guess what?
They wrote love letters in the sand for the rest of their days
Sound too good to be true?
Maybe it is - but I'll return your message and Who knows?
Now... I will tell you a story about "True Love" and, if you understand the story, you will have a good inkling as to how I think,
So Alone and So Innocent
Some time ago, during the evening "feeding" of the raccoons, a Mother appeared with her young.
It was the smallest baby raccoon I had ever seen - no bigger than a coffee mug.
The next night, she had two - one a tad bolder than the other - and she did not call it back to her when it ran toward the sound of the door.
I thought this odd. Usually, the Mother never lets the young stray too far from her side.
She did not stay in one place for long. She took the babies all over the yard - to the different feeding areas, to the water, to the "backstage" entrance and through it into the brush.
The third night, they did not return.
On the fourth day, the babies were here alone. They fed on some soft food, played at the water and seemed to be enjoying themselves. They allowed numerous photos and did not run when approached.
Why? I wondered.
During the fifth day, the Mother appeared while I was working outside in the front, which is very unusual for the raccoons. When I saw her, she ran.
Later, she returned to the normal backyard area but something was wrong. She was in obvious distress and it appeared she had a lump near her rear.
She stumbled; she whimpered; she cried and she writhed in what seemed to be an attempt to expel a dead fetus.
I never saw her again.
But, the next day, the two babies returned. Again, they ate some softened food but there was another problem. One of the babies seemed to have no strength, could hardly walk at times, and struggled to stay by its sibling. Again, they made no move to run when approached.
Did the Mother know she would not be here to help them along?
I think she did and, in an ultimate act of Love in her final days, she showed them as much as she could in the time she had remaining.
A week later, one of the two babies had disappeared and the other appeared sick and was on its side and writhing with discomfort.
The inevitable happened and the end had arrived for the poor little thing.
The second baby was nowhere to be seen.
Thankfully, there was some bank run shell left and I dug a small grave and covered the hole and tamped the shell so nothing could get to the carcass.
I hope it is in a better place now - a place where it can do all the things it could not do here and a place where it will find its Mother again.
This baby did not know it was sick.
It just knew the way life was for a short time and now perhaps it will know better things.
An hour-or-so later, the second baby was at the water. There were other raccoons eating now and it was very still and appeared so forlorn. I am sure it wondered about the sibling.
When the other raccoons had left, it was out in the yard by the soft food and eating.
Where it will go and what it will do remains to be seen.
It is alone now - and oh so innocent in a world that the Mother tried so hard to help it know.
I hope it survives and will look for it daily.
There is an old Celtic tune, "A Mother's Love Is A Blessing" and it seems we humans are not the only species to be blessed with this Love.
I will put rich, fresh earth above the grave and encourage growth to remember this innocent little creature of God and how it was cared for by Mother, sibling and human. |
| | First Date |
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Write Love letters in the sand...
A Few Thoughts about "First Dates"...
Beaches, Parks, etc... would be wonderful places to meet. All these people who say the enjoy "walks on the beach" really do not do it. Many a day, I have taken my D&D coffee and a newspaper and sat in a beach parking lot to enjoy the salt sea air while I find out what happened in the world and enjoyed my coffee. There are VERY FEW people "walking the beach." Oh sure, a couple of people with their dog, maybe a cyclist or two riding by, an infrequent surfer and usally a cop catching a little snooze before his shift ends - but NO ONE WALKING. So, it would be great place to share thoughts and ideas AND there is sand - just in case the Love Letters are in order.
Another "suggestion" might be a mall... each could take turns going into a store of their choosing. You could chat between stores and each would get a pretty good idea as to the other's "likes" by the types of stores they visit. Plus, they are safe. Oh sure, there have probably been a few purses snatched in a mall, but I have never heard of anyone being mugged or raped or killed in a mall. And, since neither knows how the other entered the mall, one does not have to worry about having a license plate copied and traced. The best part is - you can agree at the beginning, that if either decides they cannot tolerate the other, they will not be waiting when you exit the store you visited.
The worst idea(s) - and so many suggest this - is to be stuck in a restaurant with someone, for whatever reason, you realize will not be in the next photo. Very, very frankly, if that happened, it would be awfully tempting to head for the loo, grab the server, pay the check and head for greener pastures.
Something New:
Someone asked, so I thought I might add this...
Yes; I like dogs and cats - preferably large - and also the rest of God's critters with the probable exception of alligators and camels. The camels are probably okay but, with things the way they are today, most true Americans would likely take a shot at someone riding a camel.
Also... quite handy in and around the house and can fix most things although I prefer not to tackle MAJOR electrical or plumbing problems. That is why those people are licensed and, sadly, in typical Florida fashion, licensed to steal - if they ever show up at all.
A few other things... I like carousels, lighthouses and smokestacks and, actually, would not mind building a small lighthouse someday - and, no, not for the "Cheaper by the Dozen" reasons...
Hmmmmm? I guess no one gets this far? Because... no one has asked about the "Cheaper by the Dozen" reasons. I cannot believe there are five people here who really understand that statement. Oh well, forward the light brigade...
Does anyone read this crap? |
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